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Tellarite Tales

Posted on Wed Jul 26th, 2017 @ 8:20pm by Commander Maxwell Pierce & Lieutenant JG Naar Grehk

Mission: Season One, Episode Two - Effigies of the Doomed
Location: Main Engineering
Timeline: Current

Commander Pierce had been making his way through the ship and inspecting the damage for himself. He took turbolifts where he could and traveled via jeffries tubes to acces more heavliy impacted areas. He found himself in Main Engineering, where much of the damage caused by the Razzari Drive was localized. Sparks rained down in intermittent showers. Lights flickered and consoles glowed and dimmed as they struggled to remain operational. Chamling was otherwise preoccupied, and Pierce knew he had to lighten the burden placed upon her.

Pierce could see faceless figures scurrying about as they tended to repairs, but he couldn't make one shadow out from another. "Grehk?" he shouted to the masses. "I'm looking for Lieutenant Naar Grehk!"

From the upper scaffolding looking down over the warp core, Naar roe Grehk heard his name being called. He shouted back," It depends what vole-humping, slime devil-hating noodle knocker wants me! Holy Deities, is it the warp core or did it start to stink more in here?!"

Coming face to face with the Grehk, Max feigned a smile. He was admittedly annoyed. He had had very few positive interactions with Tellarites in the past, and had hope Mr. Grehk would be the exception, but that currently did not seem to be the situation. "Lieutenant," Max said flatly, "that would be 'Commander vole-humping, slime devil-hating noodle knocker' to you."

"At least, we know what you do on your weekends," Grehk said, turning to face the Commander. He took a step forward and crossed his arms over his chest. "What do you want? Did your mommy lose track of you? Is it time for a diaper change and a nap?"

He chuckled, walking over to a console and accepting a PADD from a technician. "How can I help you, Commander? Lieutenant Chamling is checking on the warp coils."

Pierce huffed. 'Tellarites,' he thought to himself with an interloper roll of the proverbial eyes. He handed Grehk a PADD. "Your official and signed promotion to Assistant Chief." He had promised himself to give everyone on board the Nomad the benefit of a clean slate, though he found Grehk to be so impossibly....Tellarite. "I trust you won't let me down. Or more importantly, Chamling."

"The only person that I could let down is myself, Mister Pierce. If I let others down, well, I know I'll be thrown over a cannon and spanked," Grehk said, a smile forming on his face. "Your Earth history is so interesting and violent. I'm loving your naval history."

Max wasn't sure if he wanted to laugh or sigh. He wasn't sure if he lack of exposure to Tellarites was coincidental or by subconscious design, but he knew he'd get be getting a crash course in Tellarite behaviors with Grehk.

"I'm glad you find it worth your time," Pierce said. "I'm sure you'll find many traditions have since gone unobserved."

"I need something to read between crises," the Tellarite said," that aren't damage reports or technical manuals."

Pierce grinned and tugged on his jacket. "Let's hope the crises are few and far between. Though this start to our journey is less than auspicious."

Grehk looked at Pierce with an amused look in his eyes. "Commander, I've been a command officer and I got burned by it. So far, you're doing the best job that you can with the people who see you as a good captain. There are going to be bumps along the way and you're going to find everything challenged about you and what you believe in. Stay the course and stay strong. This crew is depending on you to get us home."

The Tellarite turned back to his work and smiled before he looked back. "The Lieutenant and I will figure the ship out. You just need to take care of this family, Skipper."

Pierce nodded and let a genuine smile cross his face. "Carry on, Lieutenant," he said before departing engineering with his hands folded behind his back.


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